Plan of Attack

Today I’m preparing my plan of attack for tomorrow night and Saturday morning.  I’ve never put this much thought into how I was going to race, what I was going to eat, when I was going to leave, and what I was going to pack for somebody else to keep for me at the finish line.  I’ve also never been this nervous.

My digestive system does not like when I get nervous and I certainly don’t like my digestive system’s reactions to my nervousness.  The past few days my stomach and intestines have been giving me the warning signs that they were stressed out, but I didn’t think twice about it.  Now I realize I’ve been nervous all week… all week for something I’m voluntarily doing!

I haven’t wanted to eat, even if I’ve felt hungry.  It’s been like forcing myself to eat because I know I need to, I know I’m hungry, I just don’t want it.  I’ve probably farted more times in the past week than I have in the past six months — hey, girls fart too.  And I think we’ll just leave it there as far as what stress and nervousness does to my body.  But it’ll all be over in 38 hours…. That is, if I reach my goal time.  I know, you shouldn’t set goal times for distances you’ve never raced but I can’t help it.  I’m competitive, you know?  Why, I’m aiming for two hours, thanks for asking!

Back to those preparations.

I have my dinner idea ready of a light pasta dinner after I finish my very light 2-3 mile run tomorrow evening.  I’ll “relax” by doing my laundry and probably try to sleep by 10:00pm.  I have my bagels with light cream cheese ready, hopefully I can stomach the full thing.  I have an abundance of Gu in the fridge (chocolate tastes so much better cold) — two before the race, per the directions and I’ll carry another on me.  I have band-aids to put on the spots that have recently turned hot and decided to be huge pains in the ass within the past week.  I’m leaving my apartment by 7:00am in order to hopefully be parked by 7:45am.  With the race starting between 9:00am and 9:15am, this should be more than enough time to warm up and attempt to relax, or just enjoy the atmosphere.  I have a bag with extra car keys (not carrying mine), a change of clothes (it looks like rain), flip flops (my feet will hurt), Muscle Milk (I don’t trust Chocolate soy milk out of the fridge that long), a snack, Gatorade, more band-aids, and aspirin (just in case) to wait for me at the finish.

I can’t decide if I want Map My Run to tell me any splits or not.  I know it’s always off by a little, but I’m so used to hearing it I’m afraid it’ll throw me off if it’s not buzzing my ear.  Maybe I’ll just settle for an average pace announcement every 15 minutes.  I’m going to aim for the 2:05 pacers, and hope to kick it up as the race continues though.  Sticking with that plan, I can aim for my goal without needing the reminders in my ear.  If I feel good, I’ll run a little faster.  If I start to feel bad, I’ll slow it up.  My goal is to never get to the point of feeling awful.

It sounds like a great race plan in my head but I know when the gun goes off, I’m going to be battling an adrenaline rush the entire time.  I will not go out too fast.  I will not go out too fast.  I will not go out too fast.

I think I’m ready.

I can’t wait for the race, it’s going to be beautiful even if it’s a torrential downpour.  About 11 miles are right along the Niagara River, with much of the course being downhill.  I could do without the 10mph winds and the 40% chance of rain that is predicted, but the high 50’s for the temperature is just right.  Could my first half marathon appear to be any better?

Next time you hear from me I’ll be a half marathon finisher and hopefully I’ll have some awesome pictures to showcase for it.  Wish me luck!


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Just a 20-something homegrown Buffalo sports loving, distance running, gin drinking kind of girl.

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